Baskadia

With Known Haters, Enters You, Renown Predators

Everyday’s been the same, within a prayer, of flame, Being ashamed, of the crisis, blaming the fame, for the demises, Teaming fate, with the dices, dreaming late, cheating the spices, Of hope, who beat the mices, of haters, with the vices, Meeting the later part, of our latter future, who greet me, to nurture the carts, with pleasure, And leisure, neat in closure, without the measure, Doubting the plagiarized ensured, about the plague, that raised, and cured, With the trust, as we piggyback, the

Lonely soul

Sometimes people find you weird and end up being lonely

Another world

Have you ever closed your eyes and wandered inside your head only to find yourself in the wrong address Because I did These aren't my thoughts This isn't my mind I wandered too far and now I am losing myself in someone else's head, drifting away to a place no beloved one can reach to save me. The faces, the vibes, the pattern of thinking Even the colors aren't the same I once painted my world in the colors of sunset, I lit the horizon with pink and lilac flames But this, inside this mind there w

Near yet so far

To the land of hope,a journey. Within my strength, a snail's stride. Embracing the thorns as the journey Unfolds,on a slow but furious ride. My flesh bleeds bitterly Sailing through the broken glasses That which illuminates brightly  The path of the fulfilled wishes Having sighted the land of vision I exhale merrily,a sigh of relief  That a thousand mile mission Will surely come to an end,my belief For it's near,yet so far it seems Getting there the struggle continues

Days count in dance when you amount and glance

Amazing Poem By THE DARKEST STRANGER

Breath

One of the poems from my book of poetry ‘Journey to Self’ available on Amazon

Insecurity in Nigeria (A Poem)

A nation in despair, A nation in fear, Where the people can't sleep And the future is unclear. Insecurity reigns, Terrorism gains, And the people are left To fend for their lives. Kidnappings and killings, Rapes and pillaging, The country is in chaos And the people are begging. Where is the government? Where is the help? The people are crying out But no one seems to hear. A nation in despair, A nation in fear, Where the people can't sleep And the future is unclear.

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

No summary only poetry we live for rhyme with no extra time.

Long Lonely road

Long lonely road The long, lonely road stretches on, No end or beginning in sight, Emptiness and darkness surround me, An abyss I cannot fight. The flicker of stars in the sky, Promise of hope in the night, Fading like a forgotten dream, Dissolving into the light. The winds blow prophetic warnings, And whisper secrets in my ear, Of an unknowable destiny, A future that I cannot hear. The darkness taunts me onward Through my distant, foggy flight, Lifting my sorrows to heaven, To roam this endless

LEGACY

Setting up a good pace

Alice and the hatters curse

Mad

POEM

This is a poem about a woman, her beauty and stregth.

Love

A poem about girl betrayed by her lover

The Art of storytelling: captivating hearts and minds

Storytelling is rigid art engaged by the telling/creator that essentially reanimates the feelings of thrill, emotion and empowerment. Its been mis used some times in our world today. but, it stands to be the most powerful form of art and theatrics.

Do I Care? Yes I Do!

One may ask what are friends for? Send this to a friend.

The Red Wheelbarrow

BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens

While blushing, I was rushing, with silly bonds crushing

This Is an amazing poem written by me hope you like and please tip some satoshi

Nasty 😋😋

A free verse containing, sexual words, experiences and encounter, with a tiny bit of ingredient ti spice it up a little lol 😂

The last wolf

Beneath the fading moon's soft glow, The last wolf treads where shadows flow. A sentinel of ages old, In tales of wilderness, its story told. Majestic spirit, fierce and wild, Guardian of the night, undefiled. Legends woven through the trees, Whisper of strength in every breeze. Lone survivor of a primal land, Pawprints etched in the shifting sand. Eyes that hold the secrets deep, In twilight's realm, its vigil to keep. Oh, last wolf, your howl shall fade, But in our hearts, your memory's laid.

Trapped in Helplessness

A feeling of powerlessness, A sense of being trapped, The weight of the world on your shoulders, And no way to adapt. You try to break free, But the chains are too strong, You scream for help, But no one comes along. Lost in a sea of despair, With no hope in sight, You struggle and fight, But it's a losing fight. Helplessness consumes you, It's all that you know, And in the end, you realize, You're never letting go.